I wake up to a new day. Lets see if, ah ‘my’ dogs are up.
I go down stairs and open the pet room. Both of them still sleeping… as naked dogs. Before yesterday the most I’ve seen of them is in swim suites. Now Mom’s boobs and and Dad’s morning wood are just out in the open. Maybe I am dreaming. Then my stomach grumbled. Nope not dreaming, don’t think I’ve ever dreamt being hungry.
I leave them there to sleep in and go and see if I can find some breakfast. Can’t go wrong with peanut butter toast.
I’m half way through my second piece of toast.
“woof”
There’s Chip my…. naked dog for the week, his morning wood, wibble wobbling below him has he walks on all fours.
“Good morning Chip, Sleep well?”
“woof”
“Want Breakfast?”
“woof”
With all the barking Daisy emerges… equally naked… tits giggling as she walks up and sits like a dog…. everything on show… ah! I need to stop staring.
“Breakfast?”
“woof”
I gather up their bowls and fill them with their dog food and refresh their water bowl. Still not sure how they can eat this, but they seem happy with it. I’ll stick to my toast.
We should probably take it easy today. We have that dinner with the neighbors, to go to tonight. Perhaps some kind of Netflix marathon.
I take my toast and go sit on the lounge and flick through and see what I can find.
Mmm.. Might be a few options here. I’ll wait for Chip and Daisy, see if they have a preference.
Chip and Daisy finish eating and come over looking up at me expectantly.
“With our dinner tonight, I’d thought we’d just have an easy going day with a Netflix marathon. Sound good?”
“woof“
“woof”
“OK lest see what we can find”
I just start to idly flick though the menus
“woof”
“You want this one”
“woof”
“Good Pick” I hit play and lay back getting comfy on the couch.
Daisy positioned her self near my hanging hand and nuzzled in. I gave her a head massage which she leaned into.
This show is good. Before I knew it a whole season had flown by.
I look down at my.. naked.. dogs and my stomach starts grumbling again. Yep still not dreaming.
“Lunch Time!”
“woof”
“woof”
I go through the usual routine and fill their dog dishes.
While looking in cupboard I notice Popcorn. Considering today’s activities that would be good. But better get something a bit more substantial. I settle for a microwave meal.
We all finish up eating.
“Back to our TV marathon”
We go back to our positions, me lounging on the couch arm off one side, Daisy under my arm getting head massages. Just like earlier I got sucked into the TV show, my arm on auto pilot patting Daisy. Another season coming to the end. I glance down at Daisy my hand massaging her breasts.
What?!! how?!, she must of changed positions and I didn’t notice. I jerk my hand away.
Ah.. popcorn, yeah,.. yeah lets go make the popcorn….
“Popcorn, who’s up for popcorn”
I don’t wait for a response and get up and rush back to the kitchen. Here’s hoping Daisy was a engrossed as I was.
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